She plays for him.

Becky lost herself in a wave of emotions she had never felt before, a deep shock of shame and desire as she obeyed her mother's old friend. She stood beside her bed, where she had her new laptop propped up, and continued to show off her teen body.

She turned around and showed him her ass, looking over her shoulder at the camera, her face and body clearly visible to him. She brushed her hair out of her face and smiled, letting the feelings overtake her. Then the teen turned around, showing her breasts and young pussy to the man, leaving forward because he insisted she keep her face in frame the whole time.

"I thought it would take longer to get you like this, but you are a natural! Get on your knees."

Becky knelt next to her bed, face flushed, sweating despite the cool air in the room.

"Say your name for me."

"Becky Farmer, sir."

"Good. Now play with those tits for me. Rub them for the camera."

She did, hands immediately gripping her breasts and kneading them for him, not questioning her face and body on camera while she identified herself. Her ordered her to tease her nipples and she did, gasping slightly at the shock it sent through her body. One hand slipped downward, teasing the little nub of a clit between her legs, playing with herself for him while he watched from wherever he lived.

"Have you ever done this before?"

"No sir," she admitted, breathing heavily from the rush of pleasure at performing for him.

"You are doing so well. You love this, don't you?"

"Yes sir," she replied immediately.

"You love showing off for your master."

That wasn't a question, and she didn't question it. "Yes master, I love showing off for you."

"You want more, don't you?"

"Yes master, please master," she panted, eyelids drooping as she lost herself to the pleasure of submitting and showing off for him.